Silas's POV
"Shorty, I'm also letting you know that you can't go because I don't want you to get sick."
I jerked off Theron's hand. "I will go out."
"Shorty, you are really stubborn, you know that?"
"Of course, I don't know."
I was staring at Theron, and his facial expression also turned serious. Just then—
"PFFFT~... Ha ha ha ha!"
He burst into laughter and stepped closer to me.
"You know, you look very cute when you act stubborn. I like it."
Both of his hands came toward my face, and he pinched both of my cheeks.
"Ughh..."
I quickly stepped back and covered both my cheeks with my hands.
"Theron, how can you pinch me so hard? It hurts!"
My eyes narrowed, and my cheeks puffed up because I was angry at Theron.
Velric ran toward me. And just then, that strong lemon pheromone scent reached my nose.
I quickly glanced at Theron because I knew it was his pheromones, but why was he suddenly releasing them?
